Rolling Stones - Prodigal Son - Sözleri

Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road 

Started down the road 

Took all he had and started down the road 

Going out in this world, where God only knows 

And that'll be the way to get along 



Well poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land 

Famine come in the land 

Spent all he had and famine come in the land 

Said, "I believe I'll go and hire me to some man" 

And that'll be the way I'll get along 



Well, man said, "I'll give you a job for to feed my swine 

For to feed my swine 

I'll give you a job for to feed my swine" 

Boy stood there and hung his head and cried 

`Cause that is no way to get along 



Said, "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home 

Believe I'll go back home 

Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home 

Or down the road as far as I can go" 

And that'll be the way to get along 



Well, father said, "See my son coming home to me 

Coming home to me" 

Father ran and fell down on his knees 

Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me" 

Mercy 



Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried 

Hung his head and cried 

Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried 

Said, "Father will you look on me as a child?" 

Yeah 



Well father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf, 

Call the family round 

Kill that calf and call the family round 

My son was lost but now he is found 

'Cause that's the way for us to get along" 

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